Luyện nghe bài hát My Story

(Yea) This is my story, yeah, I'm from Chi-town dirt
I from being broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
(Yea) is my story, money, cars, bad hoes
This is my eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)

Came from beginnings now I'm cocky with my spending
They say "life is just a game" and I thank God that I'm
roll my indo, I beat the pussy, Django
Them niggas money, I got more digits in my gate code
She make a pole disappear like hocus (Hocus pocus, pocus)
You're ain't never gon' find another nigga focused (Focused)
I got every block, every corners sold up (Up)
Whatever club my city, throw it up (Up)
I own the game, slash player sho 'nough
Okay, haters throw never showed up, yup

is my story, yeah, I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I went being broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
is my story, money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
(Yea) And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
(2 Chainz) And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it

Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin', been a victim to it
Your conversation is sanitation, ain't no hesitation when I do it
I stick it in (Uh) it up and try to hit a friend (Uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll, cinnamon
Whoa, big face
And she at me like you ain't nothin' but a star
I looked at her like ain't nothin' but a car
if you ride with them you ain't going far
But if you with me (Me)
Crib so big we can play (Play hide-and-seek)
You can confide to me, me like I ride the beat
Pilot seat, I need a co-pilot (Tell 'em), kiss a ass in mouths (Tru)
Yeah I'm talking both lips, what you 'bout boat trips?
Drop her ass at the Chocolate (Chocolate Factory)
(Yeah) We did them 12
(Yeah) And you who you is girl,
We been since the 12th grade, goddamn (Goddamn)

is my story, yeah I'm from that Chi-town dirt
I from being broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
This is my story, money, cars, bad
is my story eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it

Pull up to the club at three (Uh huh)
I'm killin' it, guilty no (Uh huh)
I'm out at 6 with a dime piece
By 9 o'clock, we on round
I speak of rain say I'm crazy like they didn't know
See I'm not but my talent, man, got bipolar
Say she's a church girl but man blowing holy smokes
Showed her the Jesus piece now she got the Ghost
They asked 'em in a interview, "Why do he love girls?"
The thing he had to say was, "Motherfuck the world!"

This is my story, yeah I'm from Chi-town dirt
I went from being to sleeping in Versace shirts
is my story, money, cars, bad hoes
This is my story
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it (Uh huh)
And I'm, stickin', to it